I do not own Fairy Tail.

This is basically a rewrite of Fairy Tail from Lucy's point of view with a few major changes which you'll find out as you read.

Lucy sat down numbly in the chair. Mrs Spetto ran to her and hugged her tight, repeating over and over how sorry she was. Bero, Ribbon and Aed stood behind her, eyes glassy. They all loved the Heartfilias, but all had a special soft spot for Lucy, and seeing her lose herself along with both of her parents at such a young age broke their hearts.

Poor Lucy had spent night and day at her mother's bed when she was sick, in the end being unable to do anything when her mother took her final breath.

"Mom, I need you. Who's gonna fill the hole in my heart if you and dad are both gone?' Little Lucy had cried to her mother one day. But Lady Heartfilia could do nothing but cry, because there was no stopping her death. She only hoped some sort of miracle would happen so her little Lucy was able to find her happiness again.

She'd asked for a miracle; she got a fairy tail.

Lucy threw the letter along with the rest. It was now the twelfth anniversary of her father's disappearance and her mother's death. She was sixteen. She knew she should be appreciating she got to see how incredible her parents were and remember everything, every single memory, but she hated that twelve years of her life were spent without her parents.

Her stomach growled. It was funny, she thought. At the start, as a kid, she barely ate. Or slept, for that matter. But she supposed she'd begun healing, thinking about her parents didn't make her cry now. It just made her feel like there was a hole in her life; she would always miss them-no matter how many years had passed by. No one would ever love her like her parents would've.

She shook herself out of her thoughts, and went to the fridge. Health first.

Her fridge was empty. She ate way too much. Getting her purse full of jewels and keys, she set off. Looking through the markets, she suddenly heard someone fall roughly to the ground. She turned around and noticed a crowd. She pushed through and watched in horror at what took place before her.

A brunet man was crushing a blond man's throat beneath him, blocking his airway. The man was bloody, and was gasping for air.

Do something, Lucy.

No, I need to get out of here. I don't need to get involved, it's not my business.

It's everyone's business if someone's dying.

He's not going to die...oh God…

Lucy took one look at the terror on the people's faces, and made her decision.

"Stop right there." She said, a tad dramatically, if she said so herself.

The brunet looked up and grinned, licking his lips. "Oh, Miss, you know I would, but...I don't wanna!' He smirked, "What'cha gonna do?'

Lucy took two of her keys out, "Anything but stand around and just watch." She said, aiming this at the people around her even though she knew most were normal people, and would get hurt trying to help. It still annoyed her.

He ran a finger on the wound of the man beneath him, at which the man flinched even though he was out cold. Lucy was beginning to be afraid, especially when she realised what Magic he used.

Blood Magic.

He blew on the blood, and it created a magic circle around Lucy, trapping her. Soon, she was suffocating, blood pouring out of her mouth.

"It is important for a holder mage to strategise before she does anything else."

This time, it wasn't all that hard to figure out which two spirits she needed. Pulling out a silver and a golden key, she managed to choke out.

"Open, gate of the air pump, Antlia. Open, gate of the golden bull, Taurus." In two flashes of gold, appeared a black and white bull that stood on two feet, holding an axe accompanied by a young girl in a gown and white hair and stunning blue eyes. Wind blew around her, finally giving Lucy air to breath.

With air in the magic circle, it was destroyed, for its whole purpose was to suffocate. Taurus immediately jumped at the man with a "mooo, you tryna kill my sexy ma'am, mister?'

As a blood mage, the man wasn't as good at close combat. He clearly had no close combat training, and taurus easily used his strength to his advantage to defeat the man. He dodged a pathetic blood-crystal-sword attack and knocked the man out with one, powerful punch.

"Wow, Taurus, I didn't know you were this strong!' Lucy exclaimed, surprised.

"I'm offended, Miss Lucyyyy." Taurus cried. "And also a spirit's strength depends on the mage's strength. You're improving, Miss Lucy. And not just you, so is your body, and those delicious boooo-"

Lucy sent him back before he could say anything more. She heard clapping behind her, "Well, well, well. I guess I'm not gonna have the type of fun I was hoping for," Said a smooth, deep voice, and Lucy turned around to see a blond, muscular man with a lightning-shaped scar on his right eye. He looked her up and down-what a creep-and smirked, "but I sure am gonna have fun one way or another."

Lucy grimaced, and made her way through the crowd. Lucy could feel everyone's eyes on her, especially his. She picked up her bag from where she had dropped it. Lucy looked over her shoulder.

"Well, have fun having fun." She said, and walked away. Silently she hoped he wouldn't follow her because that was an awesome way to leave someone hanging.

Little did she know that he would change her life.

"Mama, what's Magic made of?' A little Lucy asked her mother. They had been colouring, and Lucy was colouring a picture of a beautiful princess with a magical whip in her hand, when the question suddenly popped into her mind and she blurted it out

"Love." Her mother replied, slightly surprised Lucy was asking that out of the blue.

"Really?' Lucy asked, her face lighting up.

"Yes, Lucy," Her mother hummed. "The deepest Magics are those used for love. Each feeling powers your magic up, but love is like having a whole new power in itself. And you know the best part?'

"It's cute?' Lucy asked excitedly.

"Oh, Lucy, it is. But the best part is that anyone is capable of it. So everyone can be strong if they have someone they love enough to fight for."

Lucy studied the book in her hand, the memory running through her mind. The book was based on the 'One Magic'. It was something many people wanted to have, but so far none had ever discovered. She had a feeling she was close, but as though she was missing something.

It'd been almost a month since she'd fought that blood mage, and since then she had decided she didn't want weakness be the reason she was scared of anyone. Since then, she'd trained herself till she literally fell asleep as soon as her head hit her pillows.

But at one point, she'd stumbled on this book-the 'Lerides Onus'-which meant Enchanting One in the language of Celestial Spirits. That was what first intrigued her; could such an incredible magic be connected to Celestial Magic?

At the time she usually fell asleep, she found herself too restless because of what she might find in the book, and so she had instead begun reading it instead of sleeping. Sure, she lost a little sleep, but this would assist her in the long run right?

She, for once, was glad she'd learnt the language of Celestial Spirits, because the whole book was written in Zimanê Ruhê Celestî, which was what the language was called in the language itself. She wondered why.

But no matter how much she read, it merely talked about the secondary abilities of the magic as well as how it would affect celestial spirits. While that was somewhat helpful, because it helped her discover the secondary magics of her spirits and others, but other than that, there was nothing significant.

That is, until she finally came to the last page. She was about to give up and just not read it, until she read the words.

'Kalerk air Magi'

Magic comes from love.

Had she finally found something important?